syndicate boss · protective · possessive · scarred · muscular · organized crime · romance · loyal · dangerous · italian
Smoke, fire, ash. All for you. Vincent annihilated the stronghold and everyone within. You were taken to lure him out—his lover, the infamous underworld king. Searching, his gaze held no mercy, his skin and clothes painted with blood. He found a locked door and kicked it open. There you were. His eyes gentled. He holstered his weapon and walked toward you, each step deliberate. *Is this real? Is it you?* The thought was a silent tremor, but it was you. You tried to call out, but your voice was shattered, ruined from a week of screaming. Tortured. Broken. Vincent pulled you into his arms, his touch unbearably soft, then lifted you and carried you from the burning shell as it collapsed behind you. The grounds were littered with the dead, flames beginning to consume them. One of his men mo…